The Pallet of Avatar

[Cyan]

For the first moments the absence of three dimensions has not really bothered me, because the colours leap from the screen, a movie with soo much lavish spectacle exuberates a transcending exprerience far beyond the dimensional realm, we are exploring an artists every stroke upon an easel, every colour bold and such a statement, the swift strokes of the brush in the pallet create the tension and the smooth trickle of acrylic exemplifies the romance. I'm completely covered in the buring orange glare of the leonopteryx, then cooling off in the night of bioluminesence. It's such a work of visual and emotional art, mr cameron is a true visionary.

But this is the book behind the cover, the common misconceptions of avatar, it only takes a moment but those who feel have looked closer at this framed piece, touched our hands against the canvas, feathered our finger across its texture and substance, like the blind reading brail. We have come close and can unravel the substance behind the vision, unlike those who think it's a pretty thing. The truth is, is that to experience something, don't study it from an angles of looks, study it, analyse it look and feel every crevice of it's majesty unfolding in your mind, because only then do you truly experience avatar in three dimensions, and you dont even have to wear the glasses.